Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 697 - 438: Gan Yanyu’s ’Back Shadow
Spring, 2022.
Manchester International Cello Competition, Youth Division.
16-year-old Nannali sat alone in the corner of the waiting room, her small hands secretly clenched into fists.
"She’s here... she’s here... it’s Gan Yanyu....."
Soft whispers surrounded her, and Nannali swiftly looked up.
On the big screen.
A girl in a snow-white dress with her hair elegantly pinned up walked onto the stage.
"Is she Gan Yanyu?"
Nannali widened her eyes, staring at the girl on the screen,
"So beautiful....."
Nannali never expected that the rumored Gan Yanyu would be a girl the same age as her.
And she possessed such an incredibly beautiful face....
Is she actually Gan Hua’s granddaughter?
Nannali carefully compared the girl in front of her with the image of the old man on the videotape, indeed finding a faint resemblance.
If only I could defeat her....
If only I could defeat her here, I wouldn’t have to learn the cello anymore.
Nannali’s throat felt a little hoarse, as she swallowed and repeated to herself.
However, when the camera focused and zoomed in on the girl’s face on the big screen.
Nannali saw Gan Yanyu’s eyes and was momentarily stunned.
——A pool of dead water.
They were beautiful, sapphire-like, crystal-clear blue eyes.
But at this moment, there was no trace of emotion in them.
The aura she exuded was one of utmost coldness, making it difficult for people to approach; just a distant glance was enough to make one feel chilled to the bone.
16-year-old Nannali shuddered.
As a rival,
Gan Yanyu’s presence was absolutely terrifying.
No wonder she’s that person’s granddaughter.
Do I really have the right... to be a rival to someone like her?
Nannali thought.
Soon, Gan Yanyu on stage lifted the bow.
Just when everyone thought the performance was about to start.
The girl’s bow suddenly froze in mid-air.
There was a silence lasting several seconds.
Voices of discussion erupted around, the audience whispered amongst themselves, and the judges’ panel frowned, looking impatiently at Gan Yanyu.
Nannali also widened her eyes, watching the girl with some anxiety.
As the camera zoomed in, Nannali suddenly noticed.
The "glacier beauty" now wore an extremely struggling expression on her face.
Her gaze seemed pained.
...What is happening?
Nannali did not understand.
Is she feeling unwell?
If she is unwell, she should’ve just taken leave.....
Nannali kept guessing in her heart.
This situation lasted about eight seconds.
Gan Yanyu’s expression returned to calm, her gaze reverted to the previous pool of dead water.
She swung down the bow——
The performance began.
The rapid sound of the cello played, the girl’s bow accelerating to a blur.
A sense of oppression, fast enough to make one feel slightly breathless.
A wave of overwhelming coldness swept in, seemingly engulfing the entire stage.
Like a snow princess, just a slight movement of her finger would envelop the whole stage with grand effects.
...
Nannali was utterly stunned.
So... so amazing!!
Nannali’s small hands uneasily moved back and forth on her knees.
On the big screen, Gan Yanyu’s eyes still showed no spark, while her fingers, like they were wound up, operated like a tightly-knit machine.
She effortlessly played the sheet music without a single error.
Nannali couldn’t imagine.
To play at this level, how many times would one have to practice the sheet music, hundreds? Thousands? Or was it simply countless?
Watching Gan Yanyu’s figure, Nannali’s heartbeat sped up.....
This was fear stemming from the immense oppression.
A glacial aura that chilled to the bone.
Flawlessly replicating the notes of the sheet music.
She was so composed, her eyes indifferent, seeming to disregard everyone.
This...
This was simply a cello queen!!
....
Gan Yanyu, carrying her cello, walked off the stage, returning to the waiting room.
Upon entering the waiting room, the large room had only one blonde British girl left.
The moment she saw Gan Yanyu,
The British girl acted like she had been suddenly triggered by something,
"Wah!!!!!!!"
and started to cry loudly.
Gan Yanyu was taken aback.
With tears streaming down her face, Nannali wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her dress, but her eyes and nose continued to flow more and more, she choked out to herself,
"Such a person... there’s just no way to defeat!!!"
Remembering her promise with her mother, Nannali cried even harder.
It’s a lifetime commitment to learning the cello!!
Nannali cried bitterly in her heart.
This Tian Chao girl before her....
She is not human at all!
She should be called a human metronome instead!!
Who could possibly perform like this?! Such music is simply beyond me to conquer!
Moreover.....
Nannali looked again at Gan Yanyu in front of her.
Seeing that Gan Yanyu was looking at her, she immediately stopped crying out of fright.
Too scary!!
The face of this person showed no expression at all, her eyes were completely void!
She is the queen... the queen, you know?!
This emotionless, cold-blooded creature... just being her opponent, Nannali already had no courage.....
She definitely didn’t dare to interact with someone like this!
But if that’s the case.....
She would be bound to a lifetime of learning the cello.
As Nannali thought about it, her nose twitched, and she felt something about to fall again.
